This is a song about "Eatin rice"

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

Comin straight off the top, pussy like rice krispies

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

Got these amateurs eatin out of my palms

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice

Sick of eatin rice, every friday was rinds

So the ones eye has freak don't run

Gods of cold like we eatin ambrosian,